A Rant about the Cousin

So I'm back at the aunt and uncles house.

Walk in and...dear god was I embarrassed that Ari was with me, that she saw the house like that. I knew that it was going to be bad but it was like ten times worse then I expected. Seriously.

The living room is a war zone, he has laundry, blankets and such strew everywhere with condiment bottles, bread bags and taco bell litter all around. Cigarette butts and other things I don't want to know. The kitchen is worse, my aunt has a huge beautiful kitchen. It was spotless last time I saw it thanks to Will and I. Every single dish is pretty much used and left with food grime on it, stacked up everywhere. Even on the freaking stove. There is only the dregs of food in the house, apparently he's subsisting off ramen and cereal with evaporated milk. Stale cereal at that.

Luckily my uncle's nephew (not related to me but awesome) is going to come over to bring cat food for the kitties and take me grocery shopping so I don't starve.

And my room...

Apparently he let some girl stay there. There was clothing, including a pair of his boxers (EW!) strew on it, the mattress looks stained, and then there was a bunch of fast food shit scattered around. Apparently the girl liked Popeye's. And cigarette butts and ashes while I am allergic to something in cigarette's. Oh and there was cookie ground into the carpet....

So yeah...oh and the aunt and uncle who were suppose to be back today are not coming back till Wed because of an issue with the roofer. So I'm stuck here, with disaster boy.....

~prays for her sanity~